LOIS PROPOSES A PLANWhen Black John had rejoined his crew, Ken took the girl’s hand into his own and turned to Phineas. “Mr. Meadow,” he said, “Lois and I love each other, and we want you to marry us—now—this evening.”
The cavernous eyes beneath the beetling brows glared into the face of the younger man, and the stiff chin whiskers fairly quivered with rage as the man shook a long, bony forefinger. “What!” he boomed, “marry a daughter of mine to you! To a jester at sacred things! To one who would scoff at the spreading of the Word among the heathen!” He turned fiercely upon the girl. “And you! Do you stand there before me and permit this ungodly man to say that you love him, and offer no protest?”
“I do love him!” answered the girl frankly. “And I’m going to marry him. If you refuse to m
